Chapter 363: Prostitution and Yin and Yang, Zhuang Zhou's Dream of a Butterfly
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Chapter 363 Prostitution and Yin-Yang, Zhuang Zhou's Dream of a Butterfly
Among the green forests.
Wearing a shabby blue taoist robe, the sloppy old man with gray beard, a wine gourd hanging on his waist, and a bundle of firewood on his back came out, his eyes were bright and he said: "My lord, it just so happens that the old man also has a poem here, so I can give it back to you. "
When Taoist Qingyou looked at him, he hurriedly said respectfully, "Uncle Jiulin."
Luo Qingzhou looked at the old Taoist who suddenly appeared, but did not speak.
The old Taoist glanced at all kinds of women behind him, and said clearly: "The tree without roots, the flowers are pure and clear, and the immortals of flower and wine have existed since ancient times. Fireworks village, wine and meat forest, keep meat and meat, don't commit adultery. If you commit adultery, you will lose the treasure of longevity, and the wine and meat will wear through your intestines." In the heart. Open the door and say to the king, the way of being too lewd and sentimental will not work."
Luo Qingzhou frowned, pondered for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "Master Daoist, I also have a poem for you."
The old Taoist looked deep and said, "The old Taoist is all ears."
Luo Qingzhou read: "There is no root tree, and the flowers are solitary. How can yin and yang be classified? The hen's eggs, how can they hold the chicks, and carry the yin and yang furnace. A woman without a husband is a resentful woman, and a man without a wife is a husband. Sigh Mistakes, too confused, sitting in meditation and cultivating qi will dry up."
As soon as this poem came out, the face of the Taoist Qingyou at the side changed slightly.
Jiu Lin Lao Daoist was stunned, with a hint of contemplation between his brows, and muttered in his mouth: "How can a hen egg hold a chick, carrying a yin and yang furnace..."
Luo Qingzhou was afraid that he would be too verbose, so he said again: "Master Daoist, I have a second song for you."
After finishing speaking, read directly: "A rootless tree, flowers are right and wrong, and the way of yin and yang is incomplete. Gold separates wood, mercury separates lead, and solitary yin and widowed yang are on each side. In the world, yin and yang males and females, and children and grandchildren are passed on from generation to generation. Shunwei Fan, reversing is a fairy, only upside down in the middle."
As soon as this poem came out, old Taoist Jiulin's eyes flickered, and he looked at him in amazement.
After a while.
Fang lowered his head, carried the firewood on his back, turned and left silently, without saying a word.
Taoist Qingyou looked at his back, turned his head and sighed: "Young master Luo is very eloquent, Master Jiulin likes to discuss the Tao with others, but I didn't expect to be speechless by two consecutive poems by Young Master Luo as soon as he opened his mouth. "
Luo Qingzhou didn't say any more, and said, "Prince Qingyou, let's go up the mountain."
He is afraid of long nights and dreams.
Taoist Qingyou nodded and walked out of the gazebo.
Everyone in the Qin family got up exhausted and followed behind slowly.
After Luo Qingzhou and Taoist Qingyou went up the steps side by side, Nangong Xueyi, who was following behind, held Miss Qin's second arm again and said excitedly: "Weimo, your brother-in-law is really omnipotent, so powerful, just casually scribbled two poems , and dismissed that troublesome old Taoist away. In the world, yin and yang men match women, and the way of yin and yang is incomplete, what you said is so good, you can talk about **** so beautifully and refined, admiration, admiration!"
Miss Qin Er: "..."
Nangong Xueyi suddenly whispered again: "Just now the old man took a look at us, didn't he mistakenly think that we are all the wives and concubines of your brother-in-law? No wonder your brother-in-law wants to hate him."
Miss Qin Er smiled and said: "Of course not. The Taoist priest just remonstrated casually, and my brother-in-law just responded casually. The two are just discussing their own ways and expressing their opinions. It is not an ordinary verbal dispute."
Nangong Xueyi looked at the handsome figure in front of her with burning eyes again, and couldn't help sighing again: "Weimo, your sister is really lucky."
Miss Qin Er took a look at her.
Miss Qin, who was following behind, also took a look at her.
Song Ruyue also glanced at her, frowned at the same time, lost in thought.
The crowd followed Taoist Qingyou, climbed to the top in one breath, and then rested at the door.
It took more than an hour just to go up the mountain.
Even after walking and resting like this, everyone was still exhausted, their feet were sore and their legs were weak, and they were exhausted.
Take a break.
Taoist Qingyou led a group of people into the mountain gate.
The gatekeeper Taoist bowed to the crowd, but did not speak.
The road looks small, the ancient wood is deep inside, the building is old, the red paint on the wooden pillars is peeling off, and the stones on the bluestone slabs are worn out. It looks like a sense of ancient vicissitudes.
Walking all the way, I couldn't see a few Taoist priests.
The entire Taoist temple is extremely quiet.
Taoist Qingyou led a group of people into the reception room, asked people to make tea, and then said, "Mr. Luo, wait a moment. The poor Taoist will go to the back mountain to inform the temple master. Usually, the temple master and the senior brothers in the temple are rarely in the temple. Here, they are all practicing in the Houshan Cave Mansion."
Luo Qingzhou clasped his hands and said, "It's time for you to do so."
Taoist Qingyou held a whisk in his hand and walked away quickly.
The room suddenly fell silent.
Song Ruyue said, "Qing Zhou, are you sure?"
Luo Qingzhou was silent for a while, and said: "I am sure to see the temple master, but no one knows whether I can get Zhu Yanxue. After all, it is an ancient beast, even if the temple master himself is not sure."
Song Ruyue frowned, worried.
Nangong Meijiao asked suddenly: "Luo Qingzhou, you are a scholar. You usually only read books of sages and sages. How do you know so much about Buddhism and Taoism?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Qin family looked at the young man in front of them.
Everyone is curious.
Luo Qingzhou said calmly: "Returning to the princess, since I am a scholar, I naturally read all kinds of books, not just the books of sages. As long as it is a book, I like it, and I can remember it after reading it several times. I usually study Buddhist and Taoist books."
Nangong Meijiao looked at him suspiciously and said: "However, even the eminent monks of Jinchan Temple and the Taoist priests of Qingyun Temple don't know about the things you said, and they even regard them as treasures. How do you explain this?"
Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said directly: "Why should I explain?"
Nangong Meijiao narrowed her eyes, revealing a touch of anger.
Nangong Xueyi on the side quickly said: "Meijiao, Mr. Luo is right, why did he explain to you? You are not his wife. Everyone has their own secrets, you shouldn't be so aggressive. Yes Are you able to tell the secrets hidden in your heart?"
Nangong Meijiao turned her head and looked at her coldly.
Nangong Xueyi said: "I am helping the manager and not the relatives. You shouldn't be probing other people's secrets. If people ask you, you can win a fight with someone, but why do you use lime? With so much lime hidden on your body, will you tell the real answer?"
Nangong Meijiao said with a cold face: "Did I talk to you?"
Nangong Xueyi said: "Are you going to kill me again? You have to figure it out, I am your sister."
Nangong Meijiao snorted coldly, and was about to retort, Nangong Xueyi said again: "Meijiao, you don't want daddy to know that you still have a lot of lime hidden on your body, do you? You don't want others to know, you often call your name in dreams, right?" ?”
As soon as these words came out, Nangong Meijiao's expression changed, and she gave her a hard look, saying, "I don't know what you're talking about."
Immediately, she turned her head away, kept a cold face, ignored her, and didn't say anything.
Nangong Xueyi smiled, and when she saw it, she put it away, restrained her momentum, and with a gentle smile on her face, she walked up to Luo Qingzhou and said softly, "Mr. Luo, can you write me a poem? Or Teach me to sing a song, too."
Luo Qingzhou was thinking about something, when he heard the words, he declined politely: "Princess, I'm sorry. I don't have time or inspiration for now."
"Miss, what does this mean?"
At this time, Bai Ling's crisp voice suddenly came from the corner next to him.
Luo Qingzhou turned his head and looked, Miss Qin, who was wearing a snow-white dress, was standing in front of the wall next to her, quietly looking at a picture on the wall.
In the picture, a green pine stands among the white clouds. Under the green pine, a Taoist is sitting cross-legged on the rock, practicing with his eyes closed.
The whole painting is misty and hazy.
In the lower right corner of the painting, there are a few lines of small characters written.
Luo Qingzhou walked over, stood behind Miss Qin, and looked at the few lines of small characters.
【The law and the law can’t be used, and it’s empty and not empty. Quiet and silent are the same. Never said a dream in a dream. There is no use in usefulness, and meritorious deeds in reactive meritorious deeds. Also if cooked naturally red. Don't ask how to cultivate seeds. 】
Bai Ling turned to look at him and said, "Young master, what do you mean?"
Luo Qingzhou pondered for a while, and said: "There is no law, nothing is empty, everything is natural, there is no need to force it."
Bai Ling looked confused: "I don't understand."
When Luo Qingzhou was about to leave, Miss Qin suddenly said, "Did you ever say dream in your dream? What does it mean?"
Luo Qingzhou was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, glanced at her flawless side face, and explained: "Dreams are talked about in dreams, just like Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly."
Miss Qin turned her head, looked at him with cold and beautiful eyes, and said, "What is Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly?"
Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, and said: "If Miss wants to hear it, I'll tell you when I get back tonight."
Bai Ling on the side hurriedly whispered: "Grandpa, my lady loves to hear such stories, do you have many in my uncle's place? Can you tell my lady every night?"
"I want to hear it too!"
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Nangong Xueyi suddenly appeared from the side, with burning eyes and excited face.
Bai Ling was taken aback, turned her head to look at her, and said intentionally: "Princess Xueyi, every time my uncle tells a story to my lady, he always tells it on the bed, do you want to go too?"
Nangong Xueyi blinked her eyes, her face full of anticipation: "Is it possible?"
Braun: "..."
Nangong Xueyi hurriedly said again: "I can move a small bench and sit by the bed. If I don't make a sound or disturb you, you just pretend that I don't exist."
Braun: "..."
"come over!"
Nangong Meijiao felt ashamed, grabbed her by the wrist, and dragged her away forcibly.
Nangong Xueyi struggled and said: "Meijiao, what are you doing? I just want to listen to the story. Is there something wrong with that? Even if there is something wrong, it's not your turn to take care of me. I'm my sister..."
"Don't think about me taking you out next time!"
Nangong Meijiao said coldly.
Nangong Xueyi froze, and immediately begged.
Second Miss Qin covered her mouth and snickered.
The expression on Song Ruyue's face became more serious.
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside.
Immediately, Taoist Qingyou walked in with a whisk in his hand, and said, "Young master Luo, the temple master has come out of the cave, please go to the back mountain with everyone to have a talk. He wants to go to Lingyuan cave to check on Zhu Yan's situation first."
(end of this chapter)
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Chapter 363 Prostitution and Yin-Yang, Zhuang Zhou's Dream of a Butterfly
Among the green forests.
Wearing a shabby blue taoist robe, the sloppy old man with gray beard, a wine gourd hanging on his waist, and a bundle of firewood on his back came out, his eyes were bright and he said: "My lord, it just so happens that the old man also has a poem here, so I can give it back to you. "
When Taoist Qingyou looked at him, he hurriedly said respectfully, "Uncle Jiulin."
Luo Qingzhou looked at the old Taoist who suddenly appeared, but did not speak.
The old Taoist glanced at all kinds of women behind him, and said clearly: "The tree without roots, the flowers are pure and clear, and the immortals of flower and wine have existed since ancient times. Fireworks village, wine and meat forest, keep meat and meat, don't commit adultery. If you commit adultery, you will lose the treasure of longevity, and the wine and meat will wear through your intestines." In the heart. Open the door and say to the king, the way of being too lewd and sentimental will not work."
Luo Qingzhou frowned, pondered for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "Master Daoist, I also have a poem for you."
The old Taoist looked deep and said, "The old Taoist is all ears."
Luo Qingzhou read: "There is no root tree, and the flowers are solitary. How can yin and yang be classified? The hen's eggs, how can they hold the chicks, and carry the yin and yang furnace. A woman without a husband is a resentful woman, and a man without a wife is a husband. Sigh Mistakes, too confused, sitting in meditation and cultivating qi will dry up."
As soon as this poem came out, the face of the Taoist Qingyou at the side changed slightly.
Jiu Lin Lao Daoist was stunned, with a hint of contemplation between his brows, and muttered in his mouth: "How can a hen egg hold a chick, carrying a yin and yang furnace..."
Luo Qingzhou was afraid that he would be too verbose, so he said again: "Master Daoist, I have a second song for you."
After finishing speaking, read directly: "A rootless tree, flowers are right and wrong, and the way of yin and yang is incomplete. Gold separates wood, mercury separates lead, and solitary yin and widowed yang are on each side. In the world, yin and yang males and females, and children and grandchildren are passed on from generation to generation. Shunwei Fan, reversing is a fairy, only upside down in the middle."
As soon as this poem came out, old Taoist Jiulin's eyes flickered, and he looked at him in amazement.
After a while.
Fang lowered his head, carried the firewood on his back, turned and left silently, without saying a word.
Taoist Qingyou looked at his back, turned his head and sighed: "Young master Luo is very eloquent, Master Jiulin likes to discuss the Tao with others, but I didn't expect to be speechless by two consecutive poems by Young Master Luo as soon as he opened his mouth. "
Luo Qingzhou didn't say any more, and said, "Prince Qingyou, let's go up the mountain."
He is afraid of long nights and dreams.
Taoist Qingyou nodded and walked out of the gazebo.
Everyone in the Qin family got up exhausted and followed behind slowly.
After Luo Qingzhou and Taoist Qingyou went up the steps side by side, Nangong Xueyi, who was following behind, held Miss Qin's second arm again and said excitedly: "Weimo, your brother-in-law is really omnipotent, so powerful, just casually scribbled two poems , and dismissed that troublesome old Taoist away. In the world, yin and yang men match women, and the way of yin and yang is incomplete, what you said is so good, you can talk about **** so beautifully and refined, admiration, admiration!"
Miss Qin Er: "..."
Nangong Xueyi suddenly whispered again: "Just now the old man took a look at us, didn't he mistakenly think that we are all the wives and concubines of your brother-in-law? No wonder your brother-in-law wants to hate him."
Miss Qin Er smiled and said: "Of course not. The Taoist priest just remonstrated casually, and my brother-in-law just responded casually. The two are just discussing their own ways and expressing their opinions. It is not an ordinary verbal dispute."
Nangong Xueyi looked at the handsome figure in front of her with burning eyes again, and couldn't help sighing again: "Weimo, your sister is really lucky."
Miss Qin Er took a look at her.
Miss Qin, who was following behind, also took a look at her.
Song Ruyue also glanced at her, frowned at the same time, lost in thought.
The crowd followed Taoist Qingyou, climbed to the top in one breath, and then rested at the door.
It took more than an hour just to go up the mountain.
Even after walking and resting like this, everyone was still exhausted, their feet were sore and their legs were weak, and they were exhausted.
Take a break.
Taoist Qingyou led a group of people into the mountain gate.
The gatekeeper Taoist bowed to the crowd, but did not speak.
The road looks small, the ancient wood is deep inside, the building is old, the red paint on the wooden pillars is peeling off, and the stones on the bluestone slabs are worn out. It looks like a sense of ancient vicissitudes.
Walking all the way, I couldn't see a few Taoist priests.
The entire Taoist temple is extremely quiet.
Taoist Qingyou led a group of people into the reception room, asked people to make tea, and then said, "Mr. Luo, wait a moment. The poor Taoist will go to the back mountain to inform the temple master. Usually, the temple master and the senior brothers in the temple are rarely in the temple. Here, they are all practicing in the Houshan Cave Mansion."
Luo Qingzhou clasped his hands and said, "It's time for you to do so."
Taoist Qingyou held a whisk in his hand and walked away quickly.
The room suddenly fell silent.
Song Ruyue said, "Qing Zhou, are you sure?"
Luo Qingzhou was silent for a while, and said: "I am sure to see the temple master, but no one knows whether I can get Zhu Yanxue. After all, it is an ancient beast, even if the temple master himself is not sure."
Song Ruyue frowned, worried.
Nangong Meijiao asked suddenly: "Luo Qingzhou, you are a scholar. You usually only read books of sages and sages. How do you know so much about Buddhism and Taoism?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Qin family looked at the young man in front of them.
Everyone is curious.
Luo Qingzhou said calmly: "Returning to the princess, since I am a scholar, I naturally read all kinds of books, not just the books of sages. As long as it is a book, I like it, and I can remember it after reading it several times. I usually study Buddhist and Taoist books."
Nangong Meijiao looked at him suspiciously and said: "However, even the eminent monks of Jinchan Temple and the Taoist priests of Qingyun Temple don't know about the things you said, and they even regard them as treasures. How do you explain this?"
Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said directly: "Why should I explain?"
Nangong Meijiao narrowed her eyes, revealing a touch of anger.
Nangong Xueyi on the side quickly said: "Meijiao, Mr. Luo is right, why did he explain to you? You are not his wife. Everyone has their own secrets, you shouldn't be so aggressive. Yes Are you able to tell the secrets hidden in your heart?"
Nangong Meijiao turned her head and looked at her coldly.
Nangong Xueyi said: "I am helping the manager and not the relatives. You shouldn't be probing other people's secrets. If people ask you, you can win a fight with someone, but why do you use lime? With so much lime hidden on your body, will you tell the real answer?"
Nangong Meijiao said with a cold face: "Did I talk to you?"
Nangong Xueyi said: "Are you going to kill me again? You have to figure it out, I am your sister."
Nangong Meijiao snorted coldly, and was about to retort, Nangong Xueyi said again: "Meijiao, you don't want daddy to know that you still have a lot of lime hidden on your body, do you? You don't want others to know, you often call your name in dreams, right?" ?”
As soon as these words came out, Nangong Meijiao's expression changed, and she gave her a hard look, saying, "I don't know what you're talking about."
Immediately, she turned her head away, kept a cold face, ignored her, and didn't say anything.
Nangong Xueyi smiled, and when she saw it, she put it away, restrained her momentum, and with a gentle smile on her face, she walked up to Luo Qingzhou and said softly, "Mr. Luo, can you write me a poem? Or Teach me to sing a song, too."
Luo Qingzhou was thinking about something, when he heard the words, he declined politely: "Princess, I'm sorry. I don't have time or inspiration for now."
"Miss, what does this mean?"
At this time, Bai Ling's crisp voice suddenly came from the corner next to him.
Luo Qingzhou turned his head and looked, Miss Qin, who was wearing a snow-white dress, was standing in front of the wall next to her, quietly looking at a picture on the wall.
In the picture, a green pine stands among the white clouds. Under the green pine, a Taoist is sitting cross-legged on the rock, practicing with his eyes closed.
The whole painting is misty and hazy.
In the lower right corner of the painting, there are a few lines of small characters written.
Luo Qingzhou walked over, stood behind Miss Qin, and looked at the few lines of small characters.
【The law and the law can’t be used, and it’s empty and not empty. Quiet and silent are the same. Never said a dream in a dream. There is no use in usefulness, and meritorious deeds in reactive meritorious deeds. Also if cooked naturally red. Don't ask how to cultivate seeds. 】
Bai Ling turned to look at him and said, "Young master, what do you mean?"
Luo Qingzhou pondered for a while, and said: "There is no law, nothing is empty, everything is natural, there is no need to force it."
Bai Ling looked confused: "I don't understand."
When Luo Qingzhou was about to leave, Miss Qin suddenly said, "Did you ever say dream in your dream? What does it mean?"
Luo Qingzhou was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, glanced at her flawless side face, and explained: "Dreams are talked about in dreams, just like Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly."
Miss Qin turned her head, looked at him with cold and beautiful eyes, and said, "What is Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly?"
Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, and said: "If Miss wants to hear it, I'll tell you when I get back tonight."
Bai Ling on the side hurriedly whispered: "Grandpa, my lady loves to hear such stories, do you have many in my uncle's place? Can you tell my lady every night?"
"I want to hear it too!"
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Nangong Xueyi suddenly appeared from the side, with burning eyes and excited face.
Bai Ling was taken aback, turned her head to look at her, and said intentionally: "Princess Xueyi, every time my uncle tells a story to my lady, he always tells it on the bed, do you want to go too?"
Nangong Xueyi blinked her eyes, her face full of anticipation: "Is it possible?"
Braun: "..."
Nangong Xueyi hurriedly said again: "I can move a small bench and sit by the bed. If I don't make a sound or disturb you, you just pretend that I don't exist."
Braun: "..."
"come over!"
Nangong Meijiao felt ashamed, grabbed her by the wrist, and dragged her away forcibly.
Nangong Xueyi struggled and said: "Meijiao, what are you doing? I just want to listen to the story. Is there something wrong with that? Even if there is something wrong, it's not your turn to take care of me. I'm my sister..."
"Don't think about me taking you out next time!"
Nangong Meijiao said coldly.
Nangong Xueyi froze, and immediately begged.
Second Miss Qin covered her mouth and snickered.
The expression on Song Ruyue's face became more serious.
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside.
Immediately, Taoist Qingyou walked in with a whisk in his hand, and said, "Young master Luo, the temple master has come out of the cave, please go to the back mountain with everyone to have a talk. He wants to go to Lingyuan cave to check on Zhu Yan's situation first."
(end of this chapter)
Chapter 363 Prostitution and Yin-Yang, Zhuang Zhou's Dream of a Butterfly Among the green forests.Wearing a shabby blue taoist robe, the sloppy old man with gray beard, a wine gourd hanging on his waist, and a bundle of firewood on his back came out, his eyes were bright and he said: "My lord, it just so happens that the old man also has a poem here, so I can give it back to you. "When Taoist Qingyou looked at him, he hurriedly said respectfully, "Uncle Jiulin."Luo Qingzhou looked at the old Taoist who suddenly appeared, but did not speak.The old Taoist glanced at all kinds of women behind him, and said clearly: "The tree without roots, the flowers are pure and clear, and the immortals of flower and wine have existed since ancient times. Fireworks village, wine and meat forest, keep meat and meat, don't commit adultery. If you commit adultery, you will lose the treasure of longevity, and the wine and meat will wear through your intestines." In the heart. Open the door and say to the king, the way of being too lewd and sentimental will not work."Luo Qingzhou frowned, pondered for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "Master Daoist, I also have a poem for you."The old Taoist looked deep and said, "The old Taoist is all ears."Luo Qingzhou read: "There is no root tree, and the flowers are solitary. How can yin and yang be classified? The hen's eggs, how can they hold the chicks, and carry the yin and yang furnace. A woman without a husband is a resentful woman, and a man without a wife is a husband. Sigh Mistakes, too confused, sitting in meditation and cultivating qi will dry up."As soon as this poem came out, the face of the Taoist Qingyou at the side changed slightly.Jiu Lin Lao Daoist was stunned, with a hint of contemplation between his brows, and muttered in his mouth: "How can a hen egg hold a chick, carrying a yin and yang furnace..."Luo Qingzhou was afraid that he would be too verbose, so he said again: "Master Daoist, I have a second song for you."After finishing speaking, read directly: "A rootless tree, flowers are right and wrong, and the way of yin and yang is incomplete. Gold separates wood, mercury separates lead, and solitary yin and widowed yang are on each side. In the world, yin and yang males and females, and children and grandchildren are passed on from generation to generation. Shunwei Fan, reversing is a fairy, only upside down in the middle."As soon as this poem came out, old Taoist Jiulin's eyes flickered, and he looked at him in amazement. After a while.Fang lowered his head, carried the firewood on his back, turned and left silently, without saying a word.Taoist Qingyou looked at his back, turned his head and sighed: "Young master Luo is very eloquent, Master Jiulin likes to discuss the Tao with others, but I didn't expect to be speechless by two consecutive poems by Young Master Luo as soon as he opened his mouth. "Luo Qingzhou didn't say any more, and said, "Prince Qingyou, let's go up the mountain."He is afraid of long nights and dreams. Taoist Qingyou nodded and walked out of the gazebo.Everyone in the Qin family got up exhausted and followed behind slowly.After Luo Qingzhou and Taoist Qingyou went up the steps side by side, Nangong Xueyi, who was following behind, held Miss Qin's second arm again and said excitedly: "Weimo, your brother-in-law is really omnipotent, so powerful, just casually scribbled two poems , and dismissed that troublesome old Taoist away. In the world, yin and yang men match women, and the way of yin and yang is incomplete, what you said is so good, you can talk about **** so beautifully and refined, admiration, admiration!"Miss Qin Er: "..."Nangong Xueyi suddenly whispered again: "Just now the old man took a look at us, didn't he mistakenly think that we are all the wives and concubines of your brother-in-law? No wonder your brother-in-law wants to hate him."Miss Qin Er smiled and said: "Of course not. The Taoist priest just remonstrated casually, and my brother-in-law just responded casually. The two are just discussing their own ways and expressing their opinions. It is not an ordinary verbal dispute."Nangong Xueyi looked at the handsome figure in front of her with burning eyes again, and couldn't help sighing again: "Weimo, your sister is really lucky."Miss Qin Er took a look at her. Miss Qin, who was following behind, also took a look at her.Song Ruyue also glanced at her, frowned at the same time, lost in thought.The crowd followed Taoist Qingyou, climbed to the top in one breath, and then rested at the door. It took more than an hour just to go up the mountain.Even after walking and resting like this, everyone was still exhausted, their feet were sore and their legs were weak, and they were exhausted. Take a break. Taoist Qingyou led a group of people into the mountain gate.The gatekeeper Taoist bowed to the crowd, but did not speak.The road looks small, the ancient wood is deep inside, the building is old, the red paint on the wooden pillars is peeling off, and the stones on the bluestone slabs are worn out. It looks like a sense of ancient vicissitudes.Walking all the way, I couldn't see a few Taoist priests.The entire Taoist temple is extremely quiet.Taoist Qingyou led a group of people into the reception room, asked people to make tea, and then said, "Mr. Luo, wait a moment. The poor Taoist will go to the back mountain to inform the temple master. Usually, the temple master and the senior brothers in the temple are rarely in the temple. Here, they are all practicing in the Houshan Cave Mansion."Luo Qingzhou clasped his hands and said, "It's time for you to do so."Taoist Qingyou held a whisk in his hand and walked away quickly.The room suddenly fell silent.Song Ruyue said, "Qing Zhou, are you sure?"Luo Qingzhou was silent for a while, and said: "I am sure to see the temple master, but no one knows whether I can get Zhu Yanxue. After all, it is an ancient beast, even if the temple master himself is not sure." Song Ruyue frowned, worried.Nangong Meijiao asked suddenly: "Luo Qingzhou, you are a scholar. You usually only read books of sages and sages. How do you know so much about Buddhism and Taoism?"As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Qin family looked at the young man in front of them.Everyone is curious.Luo Qingzhou said calmly: "Returning to the princess, since I am a scholar, I naturally read all kinds of books, not just the books of sages. As long as it is a book, I like it, and I can remember it after reading it several times. I usually study Buddhist and Taoist books."Nangong Meijiao looked at him suspiciously and said: "However, even the eminent monks of Jinchan Temple and the Taoist priests of Qingyun Temple don't know about the things you said, and they even regard them as treasures. How do you explain this?"Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said directly: "Why should I explain?" Nangong Meijiao narrowed her eyes, revealing a touch of anger.Nangong Xueyi on the side quickly said: "Meijiao, Mr. Luo is right, why did he explain to you? You are not his wife. Everyone has their own secrets, you shouldn't be so aggressive. Yes Are you able to tell the secrets hidden in your heart?"Nangong Meijiao turned her head and looked at her coldly.Nangong Xueyi said: "I am helping the manager and not the relatives. You shouldn't be probing other people's secrets. If people ask you, you can win a fight with someone, but why do you use lime? With so much lime hidden on your body, will you tell the real answer?" Nangong Meijiao said with a cold face: "Did I talk to you?" Nangong Xueyi said: "Are you going to kill me again? You have to figure it out, I am your sister."Nangong Meijiao snorted coldly, and was about to retort, Nangong Xueyi said again: "Meijiao, you don't want daddy to know that you still have a lot of lime hidden on your body, do you? You don't want others to know, you often call your name in dreams, right?" ?As soon as these words came out, Nangong Meijiao's expression changed, and she gave her a hard look, saying, "I don't know what you're talking about." Immediately, she turned her head away, kept a cold face, ignored her, and didn't say anything.Nangong Xueyi smiled, and when she saw it, she put it away, restrained her momentum, and with a gentle smile on her face, she walked up to Luo Qingzhou and said softly, "Mr. Luo, can you write me a poem? Or Teach me to sing a song, too."Luo Qingzhou was thinking about something, when he heard the words, he declined politely: "Princess, I'm sorry. I don't have time or inspiration for now." "Miss, what does this mean?"At this time, Bai Ling's crisp voice suddenly came from the corner next to him.Luo Qingzhou turned his head and looked, Miss Qin, who was wearing a snow-white dress, was standing in front of the wall next to her, quietly looking at a picture on the wall.In the picture, a green pine stands among the white clouds. Under the green pine, a Taoist is sitting cross-legged on the rock, practicing with his eyes closed.The whole painting is misty and hazy.In the lower right corner of the painting, there are a few lines of small characters written.Luo Qingzhou walked over, stood behind Miss Qin, and looked at the few lines of small characters.The law and the law can't be used, and it's empty and not empty. Quiet and silent are the same. Never said a dream in a dream. There is no use in usefulness, and meritorious deeds in reactive meritorious deeds. Also if cooked naturally red. Don't ask how to cultivate seeds. Bai Ling turned to look at him and said, "Young master, what do you mean?"Luo Qingzhou pondered for a while, and said: "There is no law, nothing is empty, everything is natural, there is no need to force it."Bai Ling looked confused: "I don't understand."When Luo Qingzhou was about to leave, Miss Qin suddenly said, "Did you ever say dream in your dream? What does it mean?"Luo Qingzhou was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, glanced at her flawless side face, and explained: "Dreams are talked about in dreams, just like Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly."Miss Qin turned her head, looked at him with cold and beautiful eyes, and said, "What is Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly?"Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, and said: "If Miss wants to hear it, I'll tell you when I get back tonight."Bai Ling on the side hurriedly whispered: "Grandpa, my lady loves to hear such stories, do you have many in my uncle's place? Can you tell my lady every night?" "I want to hear it too!"Unexpectedly, at this moment, Nangong Xueyi suddenly appeared from the side, with burning eyes and excited face.Bai Ling was taken aback, turned her head to look at her, and said intentionally: "Princess Xueyi, every time my uncle tells a story to my lady, he always tells it on the bed, do you want to go too?" Nangong Xueyi blinked her eyes, her face full of anticipation: "Is it possible?"Braun: "..."Nangong Xueyi hurriedly said again: "I can move a small bench and sit by the bed. If I don't make a sound or disturb you, you just pretend that I don't exist."Braun: "..." "come over!" Nangong Meijiao felt ashamed, grabbed her by the wrist, and dragged her away forcibly. Nangong Xueyi struggled and said: "Meijiao, what are you doing? I just want to listen to the story. Is there something wrong with that? Even if there is something wrong, it's not your turn to take care of me. I'm my sister..." "Don't think about me taking you out next time!" Nangong Meijiao said coldly. Nangong Xueyi froze, and immediately begged.Second Miss Qin covered her mouth and snickered.The expression on Song Ruyue's face became more serious.At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside. Immediately, Taoist Qingyou walked in with a whisk in his hand, and said, "Young master Luo, the temple master has come out of the cave, please go to the back mountain with everyone to have a talk. He wants to go to Lingyuan cave to check on Zhu Yan's situation first."end of this chapter
